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Alright, listen up, folks—brothel’s on my mind! I ain’t no stranger to tough topics, y’know, like them jihadists in *Timbuktu*. “The desert’s a harsh mistress,” like they say in that flick—same goes for brothels, I reckon. Hot damn, I’m sweatin’ just thinkin’ bout it! Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you, fool me twice—can’t get fooled again! That’s my motto when I’m ponderin’ them houses of ill repute.

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Yeah, baby! Cognac’s the bomb, man – like, seriously groovy vibes all over. So, I'm a masseur here, right? And this town? It’s got this crazy mix of chill spots and artsy beats. Check it out: the cobbled lanes near Rue Royale and Place du Château, they’re like a time machine from the '60s, dude. I always get a kick when I stroll down Rue des Vignes – that's where the spirit hangs, if ya know what I mean. Sometimes, while giving a masseuse a massage, I'm like "Yeah, baby!" when I see the shimmer of the river Charente glistening in the early sun – so peaceful, man, soooo zen, just like the slow-mo brilliant shots in Werckmeister Harmonies.

Can Cognac weather its current storm?